Stand Me Up? I'll Marry His Billionaire Uncle novel Chapter 16

When Tristan finally woke, it was already noon.

Only then did he remember—he and Sunny had agreed to get their marriage license today.

He expected to find a barrage of angry messages from her on his phone, but when he unlocked the screen, there was nothing from her at all, just a few texts from his buddies.

Rubbing his temples, Tristan got up.

He didn't disturb the woman still asleep beside him. Instead, he left her a note and hurried back to the house.

He all but burst through the front door.

"Sir, you're back," Daisy, the housekeeper, greeted him.

Tristan glanced around. "Where's my wife? Still sleeping?"

Daisy hesitated, her eyes darting. "Um… Mrs. Evans is away on a business trip."

Another business trip? But last night she'd promised to go to city hall with him.

Still, he felt a flicker of relief. If he was late for their appointment twice, who knew how big a scene she'd make.

He tossed his jacket onto the couch, trying to sound casual. "Did she say when she'd be back?"

Daisy faltered, clearly uneasy. Was she supposed to tell him that Mrs. Evans said she wasn't coming back at all?

"Um, sir, she didn't say. Maybe you could give her a call? She didn't look too well when she left."

Tristan thought back to the night before.

He'd brought her a gift—what more could she want? She'd gone off on a business trip without even sending a text. If anyone should be upset, it was him.

"Alright, I got it."

Daisy watched as he brushed her off and made no move to call. She could only sigh quietly to herself.

This marriage… she really wondered if it would ever happen at all.

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Sunny took some time out of her day to drop the necklace off at a pawn shop.

She froze. That voice…

"Uncle Stellan?"

There was a pause. "Sunny."

He seemed to put two and two together. "That red car outside—yours?"

Sunny managed a resigned little laugh. "Yeah, it's mine. Don't worry about it, Uncle Stellan. I'll just get it fixed next time I take it in for service."

"I'm upstairs at The Crane Rain—see the tea house right in front of you? Come up to the second floor, The Zephyr Room."

Sunny forced a smile. "It's alright, Uncle Stellan. You don't have to—really, I'll just leave."

He was silent for a moment, then spoke in his calm, deliberate way. "Sunny, do you need me to come down and get you myself?"

Sunny: ………

"I'll be right up."